The class laughed. Angrily she looked at her classand started to search the responsible to punish him; but the class told herthey wanted an interactiv... class, they wanted to see the HNS (human nervoussystem) working and that she was to sit again on the thumbtack and start herclass. After a verbal cut and thrust (and the hidden menace of her contract)she disbelieving sat down on the thumbtack. She tried not to show her pain. The class enjoyed their victory: Miss Emily Gunn was giving her class. .because I'm such a failure." You respond, looking at her but her strong and determined eyes only made you more terrified. "Exactly." Sasha replied, stopping her paperwork to look you in the eyes. "Normally, I believe every pilot that comes to this academy has the potential to at least make it through the cadet program. I am greatly disappointed to say that you have broken this academy's record. You are by far the worst flyer to ever come her, the worst I have ever seen, and the worst that I. ‘And I shouldn’t have been in there in the first place.’ ‘You weren’t that drunk,’ Mark said. ‘And I thought you knew what was up. You said you had a lot of fantasies about groups of men…’ He lowered his voice. ‘…using you.’ ‘I have fantasies, Mark!’ she said. ‘And if we ever explored those fantasies, I’d want to talk it over first. A lot. Not just have a bunch of your buddies start groping me in your bedroom at a party with tons of people outside.’ ‘That was dumb,’ he conceded. ‘I guess I just. "Be specific!" Rule number three?"This time he laughed, the tension that had grown between them easing somewhat. "Yeah, rule number three, maybe we'd better get a pad and pencil," he suggested."Nah, I've got a good memory, I'll write them all down for us later," she grinned.Will continued to sit, though now Penny watched as his hand came up once again encircling his prick. She watched his eyes close, watched as his hand began to caress, touch, and tickle himself in ways she could have never.